Thursday, May 25, 2006!
HandWritten on; 10:15 PM
i miss scuba. i miss the pool. ): ): ): i miss the fake fishes and turtles they throw into the hwachong pool so it will seem like the ocean. i miss the disgusting regulator and the tight tight diver suit. i miss looking super unglam when you wear a diver's suit carrying the oxygen tank underwater in a swimming pool. i miss being so fearful and looking around for anybody who could be watching us this grp of people learning how to dive in a pool. i miss being stupid when i drop the mask and beng had to pick it up. i miss blowing bubbles. i miss breathing thru our mouths. i miss looking like idiots suntanning while sleeping waiting for our turn to get into the pool. i miss playing around with wanteng zouzhao shermaine charmaine in the pool. i miss charmaine teaching us how to dive. i miss the lifeguard blowing his whistle at us and saying, no shoes! no plunging! i miss the smell of chlorine. i miss scubaaa. it shall remain as my best sabbatical memory ever.
why is it that the first few days always seem so bad that you want it to end. then you realised that things are getting better. people are getting better. and BOO just when everyone gets to know each other it has to end. whywhywhy. this is totally just so frustrating.
hear the rush of the ocean;
